By the time Lucien’s carriage rolled to a stop before the Crescent Moon Pack, the sun had long surrendered to the night. Shadows spilled over the compound, the moon hanging like a silver blade in the sky.
Lucien was the first to step down. His presence was like a wall of iron… unyielding and commanding. The cold flare of his blue eyes swept the grounds before his hand extended, offering silent assistance to the woman inside.
Anana’s hand slipped into his. She stepped down with grace, her dark cloak flowing behind her. The moment Alpha Kade saw her, the ground seemed to fall away beneath him.
His heart sank.
Anana… Alive!
His throat dried, his chest tightened. He had buried the thought of her existence long ago. Any woman taken to Lucien’s Crimson Blood Pack… never returned. Yet here s
